We know that there are many stories to be told by the people who worked in the cotton mills and that the stories are similar, whether
you worked in Dallas Mill, Lincoln Mill, Huntsville Manufacturing (old Merrimac) or at some other mill. The mill could have been in
Huntsville, Alabama, or it could have been in some other state. Please tell us your story - we want to hear it. Send your story to us at the email address at the bottom of this page. These stories will tell us where we were and how different life has become.

It's unfortunate that so many of our numbers have died and their stories died with them. So if we are to learn what life was like as a mill
worker, it's up to those of you who are still with us to tell us about it. Tell us about the long hours, the challenges in rearing a family, the times when food might have been scarce, and the strikes and the hardships they caused.

Also tell us about the good times you had while a mill worker and there surely were some good times. There were sports of all kinds,
"picture shows," picnics, swimming in rivers and lakes, hiking - 'especially fun to hike to Monte Sano Mountain, skating on the roads
and sidewalks and later at the "Y," Boy Scouts, Girl Scouts, county fairs, sitting on the front porch watching our friends and neighbors
walk by and who sometimes stopped by to "sit a spell," churches that had planned activities for the families, and our schools in which
there was fun to be had too.

If you don't feel like writing your story, please tell it to either a relative or friend who can pass it on to us. Please don't think that your
story isn't important because it is. No other story can be exactly like yours. If your relative has died and you can remember some of the
stories you were told, then please - you do the telling. If you need to talk with someone in the Rison-Dallas Community to tell us a story,
please email us at risondallas@bellsouth.net and we'll make the necessary arrangements.

I remember some things that my mother told me about working in the mill. She said that:

Legally she was too young, so her daddy "misrepresented" her age so that she could work in the Dallas Mill.

It's probable that he lied about her sister's age too Ruth Campbell (Pettie).

She was a spinner in the spinning room; she worked side-by-side with her husband, Earl (Pappy) Schrimsher, who was a doffer.
Her mother-in-law and Earl's mother, Mary Lee Schrimsher, also worked in the same spinning room. Herman W. Schrimsher,
Rose's father-in-law, Earl's father, and Mary's husband, was their supervisor. That arrangement wouldn't be allowed today but
it probably was a common practice in those days. (Please see the Memorabilia page if you'd like to see
a copy of Rose and Earl's Dallas Mill pay stubs.)

While each of Rose's six children was an infant, one by one at certain invervals, the baby was brought to her at the mill so that she
could nurse it.

She worked in Dallas Mill until the strike in 1948; once the mill closed in 1949, she worked at the Huntsville Manufacturing (old
Merrimac Mill) until she retired.

I don't ever remember not having food or being hungry, but mother told me of a time that even though we always had a cow and had
plenty of milk, she once had to borrow cornmeal from the next door neighbor, Mrs. Acuff, so that she could make cornbread to have with
our milk. She said that she had nothing else to prepare for the meal. I didn't think to ask, but now I wonder where she might have
gotten food for the next meal.

Near the end of her life she had "chronic bronchitis;" another name for it was emphysema. While my mother smoked for a portion of
her life, I wonder if the many years of exposure to cotton particles in the air in the mills was a contributing factor to her lung problems.
Her death at age 70 was cause by a pulmonary embolism or blood clot(s) to the lungs.

Herman Edward (Little Pap) Schrimsher:

Following high school graduation in 1947 and while waiting to hear about a college scholarship, for the first three weeks I worked in the
spinning room in Dallas Mill for Pru Rigsby helping to tear down the spinning frames, replacing and oiling all the connections, putting
them in new condition.

Earl Bowers, who worked in the front office, asked me to work in the mill's cafe on the main floor. For about five months, I assisted
the cook, making coffee and sandwiches. About 1:00 or so in the morning I would walk through the mill with a huge warp box to
gather empty drink bottles to take back to the cafe and put them into empty cases.

For about six months, I replaced the cook who was fired for fighting with a mill worker. I left the job at the mill because it seemed that it
would definitely close because of an impending strike.

In early 1948, I left the mill to work at the GENESCO shoe plant.

I joined the Air Force in September 1948.

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